Pounding in the chambers of my mind.

My thoughts always seem to travel to where you are,

If you're missing your heart, you'll find it pounding in the chambers of my mind.

My ribcage rises as I inhale a breath to sing your name,

It cries out in frozen embers that catch the cold air's refrain.

Gloom-ed creatures fly overhead,

Their existence tells me this love still lives.

I see you shine just above the clouds,

You are too high to reach down,You are a King, so far above me.

The jewels of your crown are not to be touched by my peasant hand,

For I am below you, I belong on the lowly ground.

I wait for your eyes to find me,

Your pupils to spread over my brow, the hazel majesty of your sight to save me.

I need the warmth of your lips on my head, your hand around my waist,

Your words to tuck me in, remind me I'm alive.

Blush my cheek with yours to remove the image of death from my forgotten face,

Tell me you remember that my love stands out amongst them all.

Don't gaze upon me like a stranger,

My imprint still belongs on your soul.

The thorn of you can not be removed from my flesh,

I bear your scar, I am your reflection.

Fill your hands, wash your face, wake your senses,

Let gravity bring you back down to meet with me.

~by Keila (March 7,2011)